Pehgpohg
Extract
The first thing I remember is a dream.
A bejewelled bird hovered high in the sky. Its whole body was encrusted in diamonds. The hard stones covered its wings, its head, its legs, and even its beak. It shone bright: glinting, sparkling. I basked in its beauty.
Then I awoke.
Life is hard. I don’t mean difficult. It can be difficult but it doesn’t have to be. No, I mean that life is not soft. Even the softest thing in life is hard. Air is hard. “Relative to what?” you may ask. Well, I’ve experienced a place that is softer than life. It is the best place. Other than that it is indescribable. I want to give the place a name so that I can talk about it. It has been prophesied that I will name the place Pehgpohg. I will name the place now. I will name the place by closing my eyes and randomly hitting the keys on my typewriter:
pehgpohg
The prophecy was correct.
TO BE CONTINUED...